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windforce 11

They called him the Gate


He was a stranger, to the time that He knew

He had that swiftly way of moving you

in everything He’d do

and by the time that he revealed to me

the secrets that He had

There was a storm, windforce 11, through my head

Windforce 11!



He had a way of doing what He planned

and it makes me feel ashamed

how someone can stick to a solution

when it comes down to losing fame

And when they called him to the stand

they could make up no more than lies

‘cause He had that way of looking:

straight into your eyes!

Windforce 11!



Now when I talk to me ‘bout dignity

and no more need for lies

I have never seen such a manifest disguise!



When the hour struck and the curtain fell

and I was left to be

burning and half ablazed with fire

raging and consummating me

and then the silence came, before the wind freshed into a gail

There was a storm, windforce 11, through my head

Windforce 11!

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